Momo Hanakai Novels & Stories

Eleven years ago, At Ibaraki Prefecture High School Akira Kaneko, a sixteen-year-old high school student, possessed a unique beauty with her short black hair, round gray eyes, and lovely brown complexion. With a sharp nose and standing at approximately 152 cm, her friends affectionately called her “Chibi,” a Japanese word for small. She was a hardworking student who cherished self-love but was delicate in matters of the heart.

The charm of the widower with two children will never fade. Kenkyo did not miss this opportunity, she reached and shook the hand of the man she called 'Uncle Kumiz' before. Golden opportunity, Kenkyo thought. "My name is Hanasaki Kenkyo. Just call me 'Kenkyo' to be more familiar." Kim Jae chuckled at the aggressiveness of the girl next to him.

Matt shuddered in horror, his thoughts running again. "You widow Han?" "Widow?" Hana repeated, the girl who was about to open her laptop quickly looked at Matt with a frown that was also frowning. "Yes?" "Hah?" "Hah?" "Hah?" "Huh, what Matt?" annoyed Hanare "Are you a widow?" "Repeat again?" "Young widow?" Bruk…as soon as Matt finished saying those words, his body fell backwards. Hana just did akick freestyle that once passed from her tiktok homepage. It turns out that it's also useful to play tiktok. To kick Matt who is just talking, for example?!

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.